On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

In other words, what is An Chengfeng buying women's clothes for?

It is impossible to buy for his girlfriend, not to mention that he doesn't have any girlfriend at all, not to mention, he is gay, so it is better not to harm other girls in this life.

So I bought this skirt, ahem, of course I wear it myself!

Counting it, he hasn't worn women's clothes for live broadcast for more than half a month, and the fans have long been uproarious. They go to his small Weibo to leave messages every day, shouting that if he doesn't show his face again, he will commit suicide. If he If you keep silent, this bowl of rice will probably be almost cold.

Just take advantage of this time off to satisfy the expectations of those nerds and resentful women.

Carrying the dress and returning to the rented room across the commercial street from the school, An Chengfeng logged on to the Weibo account, pondered for a moment, and updated a post:

The broadcast will start at 07:30 tonight, dear friends, you must come!Bixinxin, mua~~【Manual air kiss emoji】

Less than a minute after the post was posted, there was a reply, and a neat line was lined up at the bottom of the comment area, shouting Goddess.

It is now 45:[-], An Chengfeng took a shower, changed into that white dress, took off the wig that was placed on the shelf, put it on, and combed it casually, no need for makeup, just In this way, a pure beauty is freshly out of the pot... Bah!Ran Ran was born.

The slightly curly long hair hangs down on the chest, and An Chengfeng is petite compared to the average boy, and the skin is white and tender, as if blown to pieces, wet peach eyes, small mouth , is simply a ready-made low-profile version of Lin Daiyu!

But for the effect of the live broadcast, An Chengfeng still decided to wear light makeup.

"Damn it, where did you put it..."

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a long time before he realized that the cosmetics seemed to have been used up during the last live broadcast.

"Oh, I have no choice but to go out and buy temporarily."

Fortunately, the commercial street is nearby, so there should be enough time.

Going out in a skirt directly, this is something An Chengfeng has never done before. It is inevitable that he will feel uncomfortable for the first time, and he is also very nervous. Walking in small steps, he always feels that the air is leaking under the skirt...

So even wearing white sneakers, I almost tripped over myself several times.

An Chengfeng, who was only staring at his feet, didn't notice a bicycle approaching here not far in front. He didn't react until the screeching brakes sounded, and he was suddenly knocked to the ground by a force.

I didn't feel any pain at first, but after a few seconds, the palms of my hands started to hurt. It was because I had rubbed against the concrete floor when I fell just now, and my ankles too. There was a large area of ​​abrasions, and blood had already leaked out.

"Hiss~~I C..."

He raised his hand and found that the side of his arm was also scratched, and cursed in a low voice angrily.

Mr. Bicycle didn't seem to have expected such a situation to happen. Holding the bicycle, he stared blankly at An Chengfeng who was still falling on the ground. After a while, he came back to his senses, got off the car quickly, went to An Chengfeng and squatted down , asked in a cold but slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

This voice...why does it feel so familiar...

An Chengfeng raised his head, and the first thing he saw was a pair of delicate and beautiful collarbones, then a slender neck, and finally, a handsome face came into view.

How pretty is it?

An Chengfeng couldn't describe it, but this man was definitely the best-looking man he had ever seen in his life. The afterglow of the setting sun scattered behind the man, giving An Chengfeng an illusion, as if this man was a man with a golden glow swaying behind him. Angel with wings.